Forty nine
His beautiful eyes lingered on the horizon. His defined face glowing with the warm rays of the sun. The firmament was ablaze with colours that emitted sizzling red globe of light. The fluffy forms that dotted the sky were painted different colours adding to the beauty of the sunset. Glowing brilliant beams emerged on the horizon of the still blue sea. Calmness flew with the wind that blew Amir’s hair and the scarf around my head. A sense of ease washed through my body. The grasses behind us swished to the cool air that whispered into the changing day. A group of white falcon flew on the horizon with freedom I had and freedom some people wished for, their wings spread out with pride as they headed to their destination. Neither have I ever been in love with nature nor had nature captivated m
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